Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Over and over again, Qin Ming has forgotten time and pain. He only feels that his body is getting stronger every moment and his heart is happy.

The flow of magma began to slow down, and the pillars of fire began to slowly descend.

The blue thorn birds scrambled even more crazily. Some of the blue thorn birds even accidentally fell into the pillar of fire and were contaminated by the magma. They were instantly brought into it and burned to ashes.

The death of these blue thorn birds made the remaining blue thorn birds calm down. Although they were still fighting for each other, they were far less crazy than before.

The fire pillar retreated completely, and the magma flow became slower and slower.

Although the blue wattle birds were very reluctant to leave, they had no choice but to linger in the sky.

At this moment, the blue wattle bird's attention shifted to a person and a mouse in the sky, and became interested in them.

Banlan felt that the atmosphere in the air had become depressing, and when she looked at the blue thorn bird, her hair stood on end, and she hid in Qinwu's arms.

Qinwu also woke up with a start, her eyes slowly regained their energy, and she looked at the blue thorn bird in the sky, and then at the colorful flowers in her arms.

Stretching out her white jade hands, she touched her beautiful little head, stroking it like Qin Ming.

Raising her head and looking at the blue thorn bird whose aura was aimed at her, Qinwu's whole body was boiling with aura. She didn't care whether she could win or not, whether she would die or not.

All she knew was that she was angry and needed to vent.

Enveloped by Qin Wu Wu Zun's aura, the blue thorn bird in the sky paused, and then became even more excited and angry.

It's just one Martial Lord. There were two Martial Lords just now. They were waiting for precious food, so they didn't attack. Now they dare to fight back.

Groups of blue thorn birds rushed towards Qinwu in groups, carrying boundless momentum and overwhelming blue.

Looking at the impact

There was no fear on Qinwu's face as she took out her long sword and stared at them sharply.

"Die!"

As soon as he made a move, Qin Wu attacked with all his strength. The long sword slashed across the sky. The spiritual energy in the sword surged like the sea, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

With a crash, blue thorn birds fell from the sky like dumplings.

The death of their companions did not frighten these blue thorn birds, but instead aroused their ferocity, and the attack became more violent.

Although Qin Wu was a strong martial artist, she was still injured by the inexhaustible blue thorn bird.

There was no pain on her face, but instead there was a sense of madness. Qin Ming was already dead, and she didn't have much meaning in living in this world. It would be good to vent her anger before she died, and it would be good to kill these hateful blue thorn birds.

Desperately seeking death, the sword in Qin Wu's hand had no rules at all, and blue thorn birds flew past her, leaving streaks of blood on them.

More blue thorn birds died, but Qinwu also had more and more blood stains on her body. The most important thing was that she was already panting, and the sword she was dancing was no longer as fast as before.

Seeing that Qin Wu seemed to be exhausted, the blue thorn birds were even more excited. They were just emperor-level monsters. If they could eat Wu Zun, the benefits to them would be self-evident.

Perhaps, after eating this Martial Lord, some of them might be able to break through to the Martial Lord realm.

"Are you going to die? This is fine!"

Qin Wu glanced at the magma underneath, without any care for the world in her eyes.

Her sword swing became slower and slower, and finally she stopped, opened her arms, closed her eyes, and welcomed death calmly.

Seeing Qin Wu give up, the blue thorn bird let out an excited cry and flew past her more boldly, leaving blood stains on it.

Qinwu in the sky was already covered in blood. Over and over again, Qin Ming has forgotten time and pain. He only feels that his body is getting stronger every moment and his heart is happy.

The flow of magma began to slow down, and the pillars of fire began to slowly descend.

The blue thorn birds scrambled even more crazily. Some of the blue thorn birds even accidentally fell into the pillar of fire and were contaminated by the magma. They were instantly brought into it and burned to ashes.

The death of these blue thorn birds made the remaining blue thorn birds calm down. Although they were still fighting for each other, they were far less crazy than before.

The fire pillar retreated completely, and the magma flow became slower and slower.

Although the blue wattle birds were very reluctant to leave, they had no choice but to linger in the sky.

At this moment, the blue wattle bird's attention shifted to a person and a mouse in the sky, and became interested in them.

Banlan felt that the atmosphere in the air had become depressing, and when she looked at the blue thorn bird, her hair stood on end, and she hid in Qinwu's arms.

Qinwu also woke up with a start, her eyes slowly regained their energy, and she looked at the blue thorn bird in the sky, and then at the colorful flowers in her arms.

Stretching out her white jade hands, she touched her beautiful little head, stroking it like Qin Ming.

Raising her head and looking at the blue thorn bird whose aura was aimed at her, Qinwu's whole body was boiling with aura. She didn't care whether she could win or not, whether she would die or not.

All she knew was that she was angry and needed to vent.

Enveloped by Qin Wu Wu Zun's aura, the blue thorn bird in the sky paused, and then became even more excited and angry.

It's just one Martial Lord. There were two Martial Lords just now. They were waiting for precious food, so they didn't attack. Now they dare to fight back.

Groups of blue thorn birds rushed towards Qinwu in groups, carrying boundless momentum and overwhelming blue.

Looking at the impact

There was no fear on Qinwu's face as she took out her long sword and stared at them sharply.

"Die!"

As soon as he made a move, Qin Wu attacked with all his strength. The long sword slashed across the sky. The spiritual energy in the sword surged like the sea, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

With a crash, blue thorn birds fell from the sky like dumplings.

The death of their companions did not frighten these blue thorn birds, but instead aroused their ferocity, and the attack became more violent.

Although Qin Wu was a strong martial artist, she was still injured by the inexhaustible blue thorn bird.

There was no pain on her face, but instead there was a sense of madness. Qin Ming was already dead, and she didn't have much meaning in living in this world. It would be good to vent her anger before she died, and it would be good to kill these hateful blue thorn birds.

Desperately seeking death, the sword in Qin Wu's hand had no rules at all, and blue thorn birds flew past her, leaving streaks of blood on them.

More blue thorn birds died, but Qinwu also had more and more blood stains on her body. The most important thing was that she was already panting, and the sword she was dancing was no longer as fast as before.

Seeing that Qin Wu seemed to be exhausted, the blue thorn birds were even more excited. They were just emperor-level monsters. If they could eat Wu Zun, the benefits to them would be self-evident.

Maybe, after eating this Martial Lord, some of them will be able to break through to the Martial Lord realm.

"Are you going to die? This is fine!"

Qin Wu glanced at the magma underneath, without any care for the world in her eyes.

Her sword swing became slower and slower, and finally she stopped, opened her arms, closed her eyes, and welcomed death calmly.

Seeing Qin Wu give up, the blue thorn bird let out an excited cry and flew past her more boldly, leaving blood stains on it.

Qinwu in the sky was already covered in blood.